Her Imperfection for Wifehood - Chapter 38.1

Chapter 38.1

Fu Wenjing rushed to the An house in a panic. Qingyan hadn’t made it clear who was sick or injured.

“You must be Doctor Fu?” Wanyun welcomed her at the door, but before she could give directions, Fu Wenjing strode in with her medical box.

Tang Yunqing was sitting on the sofa, watching Xiaoyu squatting on the floor playing with Xixi.

Fu Wenjing darted over and asked nervously, “Are you feeling unwell somewhere? Let me see!”

“I’m not feeling unwell anywhere. Fu Wenjing, I’m not the one who needs a doctor.” Tang Yunqing allowed her to hold her arm, clearly feeling Fu Wenjing’s strength.

“That’s good, that’s good.” Fu Wenjing sighed in relief.

“What’s so good?” Tang Yunqing’s face dropped, and she pried Fu Wenjing’s hand away. “Wanyun, hurry up and take Doctor Fu upstairs to check Boss Jing’s head!”

“Doctor Fu, this way, please.”

In An Jing’s bedroom, Wei Yinxia was sitting on the sofa with her, helping her massage her temples to sober up.

After returning to the room, with Wei Yinxia’s help, An Jing had changed into clean clothes, and her face and hands were washed and wiped.

“Boss Jing, Second Miss Wei.” Fu Wenjing greeted them first upon entering.

“Doctor Fu is here.” Wei Yinxia stood up. “I apologize for asking you to come over so late. Sister Yunqing and I both trust you. We’ll leave Boss Jing’s injury to you.”

“A physician’s heart is a parent’s heart. No matter how late or far, as long as you need me, I will come, rain or shine.”

Wei Yinxia lightly brushed An Jing’s earlobe with her fingertip: “Sister Yunqing and Xiaoyu will be staying overnight, and there are plenty of rooms at Boss Jing’s house. Doctor Fu, don’t go back tonight. It will be convenient to look after the patient if you stay.”

Patient?

An Jing shivered. Although she didn’t know why, she agreed: “Yes, yes, Yinyin is right. There are guest rooms here. It’s late, so Doctor Fu should stay and rest for the night. I’ll have Lu Cheng take Doctor Fu to the hospital for work tomorrow morning.”

Fu Wenjing nodded to Wei Yinxia in thanks: “Then I apologize for the imposition.”

The two understood each other without words.

Downstairs, An Xi asked Tang Yunqing to call the Wei family, saying that Xiaoyu insisted on having Auntie Yinyin tell her stories, and that Wei Yinxia would be sent back tomorrow.

After treating An Jing’s injuries and illness, Fu Wenjing informed Wei Yinxia of all the precautions, then went downstairs.

At the dining table, nearly ten dishes were already served.

Having gone through a series of crises, An Xi now carried the air of the man of the house.

“Sister Yunqing, Doctor Fu, please take your seats for dinner. Dinner is a bit late today. See if these dishes are to your liking. The kitchen has vegetables and fruits. If you want anything else, I’ll have Zhang Ma make it for you.”

“Xiaoyu, come here, it’s time for dinner.” Tang Yunqing pulled Xiaoyu and sat down at the table without any awkwardness.

“Zhang Ma’s cooking is always delicious.” After sitting down with Xiaoyu, Tang Yunqing called Fu Wenjing, “Doctor Fu, please come sit too.”

“Mommy, you sit on my right, and Auntie Fu sits on my left, okay?”

“Okay.” Fu Wenjing answered faster than Tang Yunqing, coming to sit on Xiaoyu’s left. “What a feast for dinner! Xiaoyu must be hungry, right? Quick, see which dish you want, and Auntie Fu will serve it for you.”

“…” Tang Yunqing was relieved of her duty and didn’t bother with Fu Wenjing and her daughter, looking at An Xi instead. “Go ask your sister if she can eat.”

Looking up at a certain closed door, An Xi chose to call out from downstairs: “Sister, Second Miss Wei, come down and eat.”

Soon after, a surprisingly rosy-faced Wei Yinxia opened the door. She quietly closed the door and came downstairs alone: “Boss Jing… said she has no appetite. She’ll take a short nap first and eat something after she wakes up.”

While the masters were having dinner, Wanyun and Zhang Ma cleaned up the two guest rooms on the second floor and one guest room on the third floor.

“Miss Tang, Doctor Fu, there are guest rooms on the second and third floors. You can choose whichever you like,” Wanyun was not qualified to assign rooms. The Miss was asleep, and the Young Master was nowhere to be seen, so she could only let them choose for themselves. “However, the guest room near the Miss’s bedroom was recently occupied by Second Miss Wei. I should inform you in case either of you minds.”

“The third floor is too high and troublesome to climb. I’ll take Xiaoyu to stay in the other room on the second floor.” She had stayed in the room near An Jing before.

But what about now?

The spot near An Jing was occupied by Wei Yinxia.

An Jing would soon be occupied too.

It was a lie to say she wasn’t jealous. But ever since witnessing An Jing and Wei Yinxia sharing a bed, and receiving no response when she hugged An Jing during her last visit, she had awakened to reality.

Her inherent pride wouldn’t allow her to lower herself and “compete” with a young girl of Wei Yinxia’s status.

Not even for An Jing, whom she cared for so much.

“Mommy, we’re staying on the second floor, what about Auntie Fu?” Xiaoyu tugged on Tang Yunqing’s clothes and asked.

From dinner to post-meal play, Fu Wenjing showed full care for Xiaoyu out of her affection for An Jing. And a child is pure and innocent; they like whoever treats them well.

Before Tang Yunqing could answer, Fu Wenjing spoke first again: “Xiaoyu, do you want to hear a bedtime story from Auntie Fu?”

“Yes, yes!” Xiaoyu clapped her hands and cheered, a big smile blooming on her face, saying in a sweet, childish voice, “Godmother is sick tonight, and Auntie Yinyin has to take care of Godmother. They’re sleeping together, so Godmother can’t sleep with Xiaoyu. Good thing Auntie Fu came. Auntie Fu can sleep with Mommy and me.”

Tang Yunqing: ???

Fu Wenjing: !!!

Seeing Tang Yunqing’s surprised look, Fu Wenjing stifled a laugh, bent down, and picked up Xiaoyu: “Come, Auntie Fu will carry you upstairs.”

So, this evening, Doctor Fu successfully infiltrated the inner circle. And, she slept in Miss Tang’s room.

Initially, she only lay on the edge, telling Xiaoyu stories to lull her to sleep. Little did she know, she ended up putting both the big and the small one to sleep.

Tang Yunqing hadn’t specifically instructed her to return to her own room after Xiaoyu fell asleep.

She remembered the scene when she changed her pants at the manor that day. She took off her dirty pants as soon as she entered the room. When Tang Yunqing found a pair of pants she could wear and turned around, she stared wide-eyed at her legs, her face instantly turning crimson, looking extremely endearing.

Tucking the blanket around the mother and daughter, she lightly kissed Xiaoyu’s forehead, her heart pounding as she looked at Tang Yunqing’s excessively beautiful and radiant face.

Just a little closer, a little closer, and she could kiss Tang Yunqing’s face.

Just this once, only once.

She kissed her forehead, very lightly, like a feather landing on a lake, so light it didn’t cause a ripple. But a thousand surging waves were already churning in her heart.

Her desires were not much. Just as Wei Yinxia said, only by burying this unspeakable affection in the deepest part of her heart could she “righteously” stay with her for a little longer, and then a little longer.

After dinner, Wei Yinxia went upstairs and stayed by An Jing’s bedside without leaving for a moment.

Perhaps due to the alcohol, or perhaps because Wei Yinxia was by her side, An Jing slept straight until midnight.

Close to midnight, An Jing woke up. By the bedside lamp, she gazed at Wei Yinxia, who was slumped by the bed, holding her hand, her heart filled with guilt and tenderness.

She moved her finger, wanting to call out “Yinyin,” but her throat was dry and she couldn’t speak.

As if by telepathy, Wei Yinxia woke up at the same time: “Are you thirsty? I’ll get you some water.”

After drinking water and soothing her throat, An Jing regained some strength, saying remorsefully, “You’ve seen me at my worst. Will this make you disappointed?”

“No. No matter what A-Jing looks like, she is always my great hero.” Wei Yinxia said, then placed the back of her hand on An Jing’s forehead to check her temperature.

“If I were to become a penniless pauper…”

“Just you is enough.” Wei Yinxia pressed her fingertip to An Jing’s lips and leaned down to kiss her brow. “Your forehead is still very warm. You need to take medicine. Can you not think about anything else tonight?”

After checking An Jing before dinner, Fu Wenjing had written a prescription and had Lu Cheng go to the hospital to buy the medicine.

Before leaving the room, Fu Wenjing had explained the dosage of the medicine to Wei Yinxia, piece by piece. Fortunately, they were all Western medicines, easy to swallow with warm water.

Watching An Jing obediently take the medicine, Wei Yinxia rewarded her with a kiss on the lips.

“Are you hungry? I’ll go to the kitchen to get you something to eat. Zhang Ma left food for you. I’ll warm it up with hot water…”

“Not hungry.” An Jing pulled her close and hugged her. “Yinyin, I miss you so much.”

With one sitting and one standing, An Jing’s face was perfectly buried in Wei Yinxia’s chest. The too-comfortable sensation made her involuntarily rub against it.

While she rubbed comfortably and unintentionally, the person being rubbed was teased, her heart aching with longing.

Wei Yinxia was no stranger to An Jing’s room. She could wear An Jing’s clothes, and no one in the An house would criticize her words or actions anymore.

She could freely wash up in An Jing’s room, wear An Jing’s clothes, and sleep in An Jing’s bed.

She stroked An Jing’s hair, cupped her face, and pulled apart.

Wei Yinxia stood by the bed, taking off her clothes piece by piece, “A-Jing, let me be your woman.”

Her inner garments fell to the floor.

Time stood still—a visual feast.

Wei Yinxia elegantly brushed the hair by her ear and leaned in to kiss An Jing’s lips: “A-Jing, love me. Say you love me.”

This passionate Wei Yinxia left An Jing stunned. Fortunately, her soul didn’t leave her body. She simply allowed Wei Yinxia to hold her lips. When their two small tongues entwined, An Jing’s consciousness was fully restored.

She pushed Wei Yinxia away, saying incoherently, “No, Yinyin. Doctor Fu said I have a cold. I’ll infect you.”

“Then… let me be infected.”

After a sleep, An Jing’s physical strength was largely recovered. But when Wei Yinxia’s soft body entwined with hers, she was instantly sapped of strength.

Surrendering, she embraced her, repeatedly saying during moments of breathlessness: “Yinyin, I love you.”

An Jing’s kisses were somewhat hesitant, even clumsy… Wei Yinxia felt tickled by her kisses and shyly pulled back slightly.

Not giving her room to retreat, An Jing held her firmly.

In previous instances, An Jing had been able to control herself, but this time, under Yinyin’s deliberate seduction and desire, and the dual encouragement of sight and touch, An Jing completely succumbed to the gentle trap Wei Yinxia laid for her.

When the two embraced, the scar on Wei Yinxia’s upper right shoulder and the scar on An Jing’s upper left shoulder were coincidentally positioned.

An Jing had no experience in lovemaking.

Aside from the kisses and instinctive touches Yinyin had taught her, she didn’t know how to proceed.

Wei Yinxia smiled gently, wrapping her arms around An Jing’s shoulders, gazing deeply into her dark, bright eyes: “Doesn’t A-Jing want me?”

The act of swallowing saliva betrayed An Jing’s nervousness: “Yinyin, I, I don’t know how. I’m afraid…”

“Afraid of what? Afraid I’ll cling to you and make you responsible for the rest of my life? Or are you afraid… Wei Zhengqing will use this to threaten you?”

“Silly girl, I’m afraid my clumsiness will hurt you, and I’m also afraid you’ll regret your impulsiveness.”

“Look at me, A-Jing. I know exactly what I’m doing. I’ve thrown away my modesty and my dignity because I love you. Sooner or later, I only want to give my body to you. It’s yours now, and it will be yours in the future.”

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